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Happy International Women’s Day!
was just Remembering how you’d be out with a friend and you’d each order a different cocktail and you’d ask “what’d you get?” and they’d read the description off the menu and you’d be like “ooh that sounds good” and then they’d say “try it!” and then you’d have a lil sip of their drink and they’d have a lil sip of your drink and you’d decide which one was best and you wouldn’t give each other a life-threatening respiratory infection
'kids these days have it easy' thats the point thats the point thats the whole point we're here to make it better for whoever comes after you sad selfish self absorbed puddle of wank
John Adams: “I study war and diplomacy, so that my son may study trade and commerce, so that his son may study art and music.”
I wasn’t sure about that quote, so I looked it up, and it’s a fairly accurate paraphrase of what Adams actually said:
I must study politics and war, that our sons may have liberty to study mathematics and philosophy. Our sons ought to study mathematics and philosophy, geography, natural history and naval architecture, navigation, commerce and agriculture in order to give their children a right to study painting, poetry, music, architecture, statuary, tapestry and porcelain.
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BEYOND obsessed with this house in fort worth, texas i mean
okay pretty normal, let’s look at the interior photos—
WHAT THE FUCK
here we see the first example of a pattern that will recur throughout the house, which is that once your eyes adjust to the bonkers dictator chic marble-and-gilded-everything, you notice some pretty egregiously shoddy workmanship. look at how that baseboard intersects with the outlet. look at how the marble… uh, thing on the wall (i was gonna call it a fireplace but it’s not a fireplace, i have no idea what that is) has gaps and weird angles wherever two pieces meet. it’s like they’re trying to recreate versailles on an ikea budget
i… don’t hate the kitchen. i mean, obviously it’s ugly and #toomuch and there was zero effort made to match the very modern appliances and sink to the cabinets, but still, i’m a sucker for a pass-through and a big sink with a window above it.
this ceiling Fucks but the wrinkly, uneven curtains and terrible caulking around the faux-column in the middle anti-Fuck
why did we suddenly completely switch aesthetics. why is there an old TV set into the wall at floor level. why is there a tiny set of doors next to it. why does the fireplace look like an asset ripped from the original dark souls. i feel a sinister presence sucking at my soul the longer i look at this photo
i feel like whoever designed this monstrosity started with the dining room and then once they’d finished it realized they’d blown half their budget on just this one room. it’s so overdecorated that the gaudiness feels intentional, like it’s a statement rather than a side effect of genuine tastelessness. i can applaud that.
here we have the antithesis of the dining room. i don’t know what this room is supposed to be but i hate it. i’m pretty sure everything in this photo literally came from ikea. there is a lack of commitment here and it is rancid
ladies, gentlemen, distinguished colleagues, we have now hit the cornerstone of any great tacky real estate listing: the heart-shaped bathtub! this one gets bonus points for being next to a gilded mirror and surrounded by bright red damask wallpaper. as a bathtub i’d give it a 1/10 because those angles look incredibly uncomfortable, but as a place to shoot my lover through the heart while wearing a gauzy fur-trimmed bathrobe before fleeing with our ill-gotten fortune i’d give it a solid 11/10
here we are with the lack of commitment again. this literally looks like the kitchen in my college dorm but with a weird fringey lamp and some curtains that are absolutely too long for their windows
again, the mix of styles here is just killing me. half damask wallpaper and carved wall panels, half normal-ass bathroom? really? isn’t there anything truly unhinged left in this house? anything truly opulent, decadent, off the chain, extravagant, gaudy—
THAT’S WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT BAY BEE!!! THAT’S MORE THE FUCK LIKE IT!!! COMMIT! TO! THE! BIT! GO BIG OR GO HOME! IF YOU’RE GONNA STICK A CEILING DOME IN THE FOYER OF YOUR SUBURBAN TEXAS HOUSE IT HAD BETTER BE TWELVE FEET IN DIAMETER AND PAINTED WITH DOZENS OF FLOWERS OR ELSE WHAT THE FUCK ARE WE EVEN DOING HERE??
and finally, to close out the show, a reminder that this entire acid trip of a real estate listing took place in an ordinary, modern single-story house in texas, one with a backyard and utility boxes on the exterior walls and neighbors who may be blissfully unaware that they live mere feet from a yawning pit of madness.
i love tacky real estate listings.
@atticusblackwolf I found your new house!
that old TV set into the wall at floor level would make a fucking killer fishtank or small animal tank, just sayin’
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why are all pride flags just stripes make that shit like Wales
slap a fuckin dragon on there!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OP’s right, my eyes have been opened, and I have risen to the challenge:
Oh HELL yes
Teen bedrooms from 80’s movies
What’s my aesthetic?
controversial redbull ad where jfk drinks a redbull and flies out of his convertible and avoids his assasination
This German art student, Benjamin Harff, decided, for his exam at the Academy of Arts, to do something only slightly ambitious — to hand-illuminate and bind a copy of J.R.R. Tolkien’s Silmarillion. It took him six months of work. He hand-illuminated the text which had been printed on his home Canon inkjet printer. He worked with a binder to assemble the resulting book.
More pictures HERE
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Wow. This makes me feel like I should do something productive today.
Ohhhh, okay, so he didn’t *write* the text, it was printed on a modern printer and then he illuminated it. As a scribe myself, that makes much more sense and also helps me feel a lot less inadequate! I was pretty sure it would have taken him *years* to actually write *and* illuminate the book. I’m not at all trying to downplay the extent or quality of his work, just setting into context that he took on a human sized project rather than a superhuman one.
Beautiful, beautiful work.
I know I can’t post this on Twitter because all of my friends are anarchist/socialists, but without capitalism Costco samples wouldn’t exist so like? Why fight it?
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Minimum Wage should be indexed to 2% of a city’s median rent.
And here’s why:
Housing costs are the single biggest financial burden facing Americans today.
The Department of Housing and Urban Development define being cost-burdened as spending more than a third of your income on rent. By that definition, over half of the households in this country are cost-burdened. Source
If we want people to be able to afford to live in cities and not get priced out, we have to make a two pronged approach. One is to build houses towards all incomes and price ranges, not just luxury condos. And the other is a robust wage floor so people can actually afford to live.
Fight for 15 is doing an amazing job and I love them, but we have to realize that is quite a few places, $15/hr still isn’t enough to live on.
Which is where the 2% comes in. It allows a minimum wage that is flexible with regards to the costs of living.
And it wasn’t plucked out of thin air either:
Rent should be a third of a persons income, or to restate the equation: income should be three times a person’s rent.
And since a full time job is 8 hrs a day / 40 hrs a week / 160 hrs a month.
So when you do the math, the ideal hourly minimum wage as a percentage of rent works out to around 1.875%, which for ease of calculation is 2%.
Example minimum wages under a 2% rent rule:
San Francisco: $67.40/hr
New York City: $56/hr
Boston: $55.94/hr
Los Angeles: $27/hr
Houston: $21.38/hr
St. Louis: $18.22/hr
Billings, MT: $17.16/hr
I. That puts San Fran’s cost-of-living issue into perspective.
Seattle, which has $15/$16 min wage: $40.14
I think a fun thing would be if we simply didn’t have access to information regarding famous people’s personal lives and relationships. Like i just think that would be fun and productive for us. We could focus on other stuff, like our own personal lives and relationships. I think that’d be neat.
I’d love to go to a movie and watch some employees do their jobs for 2 hours and then leave, satisfied in knowing jack shit abt all of them outside the parameters of a movie screen.
Imagine living life free of the constant bombardment of what grocery store celebrities shop at and who walks home from whose apartment in a backwards shirt at 5am. And then one day whilst perusing a book store, you notice a newly released memoir by an actress you liked in multiple roles. And each page is a delight because you hadn’t previously known about any of it and it’s well written, and because she only wrote what she was comfortable sharing, so the transaction of information is entirely consensual.
oh this man is living my dream
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Anyone else feel like the minute that you get in front of a doctor, all the physical and mental symptoms you are acutely aware of over the past months feel like they never happened and you just in front of the doctor gaslighting yourself as you try to explain the things you know you experienced